Novel & Cerita Silver God

Seele stones ringed the ceremonial clearing, their glow soft and steady, humming with approval as if the land itself had decided to bear witness. I stood at the heart of it all, my hands trembling only slightly as I held Archer's. His eyes were on me and mine on him. He was dressed in silver and black, the mark of his lineage woven into his cloak, but stripped of the West's regalia. No crown or chains. Just the Silver Alpha standing before his mate.

He said. I tilted my head back and looked at him. “Really?” “Yeah. I found something about the tool. It’s a combination of silver nitrate and Iron.” He said. “How can we touch something made of silver?” I said. “We can’t. Mom can, though.” He said. I turned and looked at him. “Wait. Mom isn’t affected by silver?” “No. Moon Goddess gift. Actually, if what your grandfather said is true, then you should be able to absorb that gift.” He said, like he had an epiphany.

the Goddess’s weapon, just as he had been unwoven in the Void. Aethelred looked at his hands, which were beginning to turn into dust. "Impossible. The silver is absolute." "The silver is a cage," Silas said, reaching out to grab Aethelred’s throat. "And I have already learned how to break the bars." With a final, earth-shaking roar, Silas unleashed the full power of the Shadow-Gold. A pillar of violet and gold energy erupted from his chest, consuming Aethelred and the silver spear in a blinding, celestial eclipse.

I read the paragraph: "Forged from the fires of the cave of wolves, the metal used was given to the wolves by the Moon Goddess herself. It may seem it is made from simple earthly metals but the secret is it is made of silver never before found on this planet. Wolves have searched for more only to discover that the medallions are the only things made from the type of silver. This type of silver is not painful or damaging to wolves instead it is the opposite. This silver helps grant powers to the Lunas deemed the true lunas by the Goddess."

My stomach twisted, bile rising in my throat. And then the smell hit me. Burnt flesh. Blood. And something sharper, metallic, that stung my nose and made the hair on my neck stand. Silver. The word formed in my mind before I saw it, because every wolf knew the warning. Silver was the one thing we were never meant to touch. It burned our skin, corrupted our healing, and left marks that never faded. The elders whispered that silver was cursed, forged by the Moon Goddess herself to punish wolves who broke their vows.

It would only make things more awkward. I was a little disappointed to see Gwyddion's droopy figure enter the room. He bowed a little when he saw me and I nodded, wanting him to get it over with. I wasn't in the mood for formalities. "My Lord, I apologize for coming in here so abruptly..." "What?" I interrupted impatiently. He swallowed. "It's about Silver. I was wrong before." I perked up. "What about her?" "She is really a hybrid." "How?" I asked.

“My only focus was protecting Draven and my child. Nothing more.” Selene scoffed loudly. “Protecting? You expect us to believe that?” Her voice rose. “Draven was stable before you arrived. He was disciplined, strong, and responsible. Then you came with your strange powers and your suspicious abilities.” She pointed directly at Silver. “And now you carry a child that radiates unnatural energy.” Gasps rose among the nobles. A few exchanged uneasy glances. Liora swallowed her frustration. “Silver is blessed by the Moon Goddess. The priestess verified that on the night he was born.”

she said. Aetos blinked a couple of times. He was confused as he doesn’t understand anything. It was like he was been played and messed up but he can't do anything. "Just what then hell have happened?" he muttered to himself and walked away. One thing about Silver is that, she has the gift of her voice. And only Lupus knows about that. She can make anyone do what she wants as long as they have even a tiny bit of interest, respect, affection and desire for her.

A shimmer of moonlight on steel. Elira’s dagger was in her hand instantly. “We’re not alone.” Figures emerged from the shadows—tall, cloaked, their eyes glinting like stars. Their movements were silent, precise, deadly. Elves. One stepped forward, lowering his hood. His hair was gold as wheat, his features sharp and cold. His gaze swept over Kaelen before settling on Elira. “Liraethiel,” he said, voice like steel wrapped in velvet. “You’ve broken exile.”

Only a few more hours and I would be able to finally mark her. “PRAISE BE THE GODDESS!!!” I heard in the background again. My dad beamed. “That which the Goddess has formed, and witnessed by me, Eric Benjamin Shields, Alpha of Black Hill cannot be broken.” My mate’s eyes widened slightly as they flickered. That’s right, she didn’t know I got my dad’s middle name. “BONDS ETERNAL! EVERLASTING!!!” The crowd chanted again. “By the blessings of Selene, Goddess of the Moon, I now present to you all Alpha Samantha Silver and Benjamin Shields-Silver of SilverFang!” The crowd started to cheer and clap now, and I couldn’t help but pull her mouth to me briefly.